Spirit pet creation simulator

"Elder Fenkong, this son is of use to me, can you hand him over to me?"

Emperor Yao shouted towards Fenkong. read

Fenkong looked at Emperor Yao, but he showed no respect at all.

"No, my eldest brother has told me that he must be brought back to Burning Heaven Clan and my nephew will take revenge himself."

Emperor Yao frowned slightly, but he also knew that the decision-making power was not in his hands now.

Force determines everything, and Fen Kong is stronger than him, so there is nothing he can do.

So Emperor Yao took a step back.

"Then when he dies, can he leave his body to me?"

If it doesn't work, handing Ye Qianxing's body to the Holy Soul Palace should be able to make up for it.

Fenkong didn't refuse this time, and he didn't dare to push Emperor Yao too hard. After all, this was the territory of Emperor Tianyao.

"Okay, after my nephew has taken revenge, I will send someone to return his body to you."

"Thank you very much, Elder Fenkong."

Emperor Yao crossed his fists.

Ye Qianxing felt extremely unhappy as she listened to these people discussing her life and death, and even fighting for her own body after death.

Why should his life be decided by others?

Is it because he's not strong enough?

Ye Qianxing's gaze slowly swept across everyone in the Burning Heaven Clan and the Tianyao Emperor's Dynasty, memorizing their faces in his heart.

If he doesn't die today, he will take revenge one day!

Emperor Yao and Fenkong have discussed Ye Qianxing's 'ownership' and have reached a cooperation agreement. This time, Ye Qianxing and the others will face two emperors.

Fenkong glanced at Yang Lao next to Ye Qianxing and frowned when he saw that he hadn't left yet.

"Old man, it seems that you really won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Since you insist on keeping this kid, I have no choice but to kill you too!"

Fenkong was obviously not a person who liked talking nonsense. Seeing that Mr. Yang had no intention of leaving, he stopped talking nonsense and took action directly.

With one palm strike, a giant palm condensed with flames struck towards Yang Lao.

After Yang Lao learned that Fenkong's level was higher than his own, he became wary of him and directly activated the demon soul possession form, bathing his whole body in blood-red thunder.

"Is this half-step divine thunder, blood thunder?"

Ye Qianxing was right next to Mr. Yang, feeling the thunder permeating his body, mixed with the strong smell of blood.

He recognized this thunder at a glance. It was a top-level sky thunder, a blood thunder that could even reach the level of half-step divine thunder. If it absorbed enough blood energy, there would be a great chance of being promoted to a divine thunder.

"break!"

Yang Lao roared angrily, and blood thunder rolled and surged away.

The giant flaming palm shot by Fen Kong bombarded each other, and a powerful and terrifying energy wave spread out. Yang Lao hurriedly grabbed Ye Qianxing's shoulders, dodged to the side again, and avoided the remaining power.

"Hmph, you fight me and you dare to distract yourself from protecting others. Old guy, you are looking for death!"

Fenkong snorted coldly, flapped his flame wings behind his back, and rushed towards Yang Lao. →

Yang Lao was not as strong as Fenkong, and he had to protect Ye Qianxing all the time, which made him very passive.

So he threw Ye Qianxing towards Ye Ting with all his strength.

"Take him away, I'll hold them back!"

Yang Lao shouted to Ye Ting and then faced Fen Kong.

Engage with it.

Although Yang Lao's level is lower than Fen Kong, the power of the blood thunder can still make up for it. Although it is difficult to win, it is no problem to resist for a while.

Ye Ting also knew this, so he hurriedly said to Ye Qianxing.

"Hurry up and leave. As long as we leave, Mr. Yang will be able to escape unscathed."

"good."

Ye Qianxing also knew that the current situation was special, so he stopped talking nonsense, called Zhou Lang and Emperor Yan, and left with Ye Ting.

Fortunately, Lao Yang had previously blasted a hole in Emperor Yao's domain barrier, and they could leave from there.

"Want to leave? Have you asked me?"

At this moment, Emperor Yao snorted coldly and chased Ye Qianxing.

Yang Lao went to hold Fen Kong back, but Emperor Yao had no one to deal with him. Although Ye Ting was the leader of the Xingyu Chamber of Commerce, the number of strong men he could mobilize was limited.

He came in a hurry, and Ye Ting only brought one emperor-level expert. As for him, he was only at the emperor level, and he was still built by accumulating resources.

Just when Emperor Yao was about to rush to Ye Qianxing's side, a sharp sword flashed and forced them back.

Jianyi stood behind Ye Qianxing and the others and said.

"You guys go away quickly, I'll hold him back!"

Several people looked at each other, and Ye Qianxing didn't care what Zhou Lang thought, grabbed his arm and ran towards the gap in the domain barrier.

"Looking for death! Today I will kill this son. Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

Emperor Yao roared angrily. Jianyi had stopped him for the second time, which made him very angry.

Buzz!

A golden sword appeared in Emperor Yao's hand, exuding a terrifying aura of dragon power.

A faint sound of dragon roar came from the golden sword.

"Emperor's Holy Sword, kill!"

Emperor Yao roared angrily and launched an attack directly towards Jianyi.

If he wields a sword against a swordsman, Emperor Yao is either a fool, or he is absolutely confident in his own strength.

Obviously, Emperor Yao belongs to the latter.

Because his sword is no ordinary sword.

It was a ninth-grade immortal weapon, refined from the corpse of the golden holy dragon. In order to hunt down that golden holy dragon, the Tianyao Emperor had killed and injured several powerful emperors.

One can imagine how powerful this ninth-grade immortal weapon contains.

Although Ye Qianxing's Lei Qie Sword is also a ninth-grade immortal weapon, the strength of the person using the immortal weapon is different, and the combat power that can be exerted by the immortal weapon is also different.

As an emperor-level strongman, the power of the demon soul controlled by Emperor Yao is more in line with the immortal weapon, so he can naturally exert the full power of the immortal weapon.

A strong emperor-level strongman, holding a ninth-grade immortal weapon, to deal with a sword cultivator who is half a step into the emperor-level, the outcome is predictable to everyone.

Swish!

The sword was slashed out, and the void seemed to be torn apart.

Jian Yi's eyes finally flashed with an unprecedented fear. As an excellent sword cultivator, he could feel the powerful power contained in this sword.

But he still did not retreat, because he couldn't!

"Ten thousand swords return to one!"

Jian Yi's sword intent condensed into nearly ten thousand flying swords, and then rushed into the sword in Jian Yi's hand, increasing the power of his sword several times.

He faced Emperor Yao's emperor's holy sword without hesitation.

Bang!

The two swords collided and clashed, stirring up a strong storm of sword energy that swirled around.

Jian Yi gritted his teeth, his whole face became ferocious, and his white robe was cut by the sword energy, oozing with bright red blood.

On the other hand, Emperor Yao was completely fine under the cutting of the sword energy.

The imperial robe on his body seemed to be a defensive fairy weapon of a high grade, enough to resist the cutting of the sword energy.

The clash of the two swords forced Jian Yi to retreat again and again. If he retreated further, Emperor Yao would catch up with Ye Qianxing and Zhou Lang.

"Ah!!!"

Jian Yi raised his head and howled, and his feet suddenly exerted force, and his retreating steps suddenly stopped.

He actually blocked it by force.

However, next, a crisp sound of breaking was heard.